Not to be confused with just any house guest, this is the house guest.
The guest of Johanna, who has not seen her for half a year who she intends to marry next year sometime.
The house guest.
Kind of totally weird.
I asked at supper how I should treat him, as family or as a house guest.
She asked what the difference would be.
I replied that if he was family then I could ignore him and come and go as I pleased, like I do with the rest of them around here. But if he was a guest then I should play the host and entertain him.
She quickly said; "As family!"
Ok, I can do that.
But, it's still weird. Being the dad of the bride and all.
I guess it wouldn't be conducive to our future relationship if I were to sit here in my darkened livingroom wearing only my boxers while watching the news.